2 comments/ 31555 views/ 5 favorites The Masked Ball By: The Masked Ball Her head in a whirl of wine and confusion, Christina heard Daniel shout, "You are all my dearest friends, and you are my guests. This little one is my partner tonight, and being a good host, I share all that is mine with you all freely!" Before she could react, there were hands all over her body, caressing her bottom, her awakening sex, her tender breasts, her back, legs, and even her face and hair. A kaleidoscope of faces, men and women passed around her, feeling her, probing her. Christina's head fell forward and she gasped as she felt a thick, wet tongue lick against her clit, over and in her vagina, up farther and over then in the tight pucker of her anus. Again and again the tongue began again and licked over her entire sex before burrowing into her bottom. A man and a woman had crawled beneath her and were suckling at her breasts, the man quite sweetly sucking and stroking, the woman sucking hard, pulling her breast down, and pinching the soft and tender flesh. She could feel the cool air across her labia and clit and knew she was ready and open for anyone who wanted to take her. An older man in colonial clothing stepped before her and unbuttoned his fly, freed his hard cock and slapped her face with it, leaving streaks of his pre-cum on her cheeks. At the same moment he inserted it into her mouth, stars exploded before her eyes as someone behind her delivered a stinging open-palmed slap directly to her exposed sex. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she sucked on the elder's cock and her ever more sensitive sex was assaulted by a steady stream of shocking slaps. She realized that the tears were not only pain, but a growing feeling of humiliation as these strangers used and abused her body. As soon as the slapping stopped, she felt a cock push into her sex roughly, and could hear as well as feel the man's hips slapping against her bottom and thighs as he vigorously pounded his cock into her tender hole. Cum filled her mouth and she choked, and then saw it drip from her nose as the elder pulled his cock from her lips. The man who had been suckling her breast stood quickly and put his cock into her mouth. He grabbed her hair and fucked her mouth almost as hard as the man behind her. She felt wetness flow from her sex, and the man behind pulled his cock from her. It was barely out of her when another, seemingly larger cock pushed into her deeply and sawed in and out of her slowly. The feeling was delicious, and she was becoming very aroused. Someone took one of her hands and put her fingers around the shaft of his cock. She didn't try to pull away, but instead grabbed it firmly and stroked it from base to tip then back to base again. Seeing that she seemed to enjoy this, she soon had another cock in her other hand. The cock pummeling her mouth exploded and cum filled her cheeks and spurted from around Christina's lips. He stroked on slowly for a few more moments before pulling out and letting another take his place. She became aware of others in the room being used like she was, but it seemed that as the guest of honor she was getting attention from everyone. The slow fuck behind her picked up pace, and soon he was rhythmically sliding his full length in and out of her sex. The fire within her continued to build, and she took her hand from someone's cock and pushed the man in front of her away. Her mouth empty, she began to cry out her oncoming orgasm. Her body was red with shame, and hot with lust. As the first throes of her orgasm roiled through her she screamed and cried in joy, and at that moment the cock pulled from her sex and pressed firmly against her virgin, puckered anus and inside her. Her cries of rapture turned to screams of shock and violation, but the man she had pushed away quickly stepped up again and filled her mouth with his cock, then his seed. As soon as his cock was buried in her bottom, the man behind her jerked, howled, and brought both hands down on her bottom with a pair of thunderous slaps. She lay limp on the velvet seat, barely conscious after the dual assault, and she was vaguely aware of the giant pair of hands that lifted her, turned her over, and laid her back onto the seat on her back. With much effort, Christina lifted her head and saw with horror that Devlin, the red bearded giant, was standing between her legs and holding his cock in one hand. The cock was in proportion to his mass, and was so thick around that he appeared to be holding a beer can. It was thick and a deep purple, where it wasn't covered by thick red hair. Christina's head and shoulders fell back and she soon had a woman's sex, dripping with semen, pressing against her lips. She felt Devlin's massive hands on her bottom, his thumbs sliding up between her legs. He lifted her bottom, then spread his thumbs apart, opening her labia and bottom for display. She listened with shame and humiliation as they talked excitedly about how her convulsing vagina and violated anus were leaking semen. He took her legs and lifted them into the air, stepping in close to her. The massive cock pushed into her slowly but without pause. Her cries muffled by the hot, wet meat pressed to her lips, she writhed as the massive tool continued to stretch her sex open, feeling as if she were a rubber glove, stretching to fit the contours of a hand tightly and perfectly. There were many spectators now, and they clapped politely as his rolls of fat finally came to rest on her belly. He then brought her legs together and held her ankles up in one massive paw. He began to fuck her slowly, but increased his pace and force with each mighty stroke. Having her thighs pressed tightly together only increased the sensation of being stretched and torn by the purple beast, but there was pleasure there as well. The pleasure built and grew, and soon she found herself digging her nails into the soft, flabby bottom of the woman she was putting her tongue into. That woman was leaned forward to lie on Christina, and as she licked the used cunt a cock pushed into it, large hairy balls rolling over Christina's face. Old cum squeezed from the cunt and dripped into Christina's waiting mouth even as she cried from the abuse Devlin was giving her poor little sex. "I've a mind to take her arse," she heard Devlin thunder, and she struggled to sit up, screaming, "No, please! Anything else, not that!" Then she felt the ripple, and his cock jumped, nearly lifting her from the seat. Devlin roared like a lion and she felt his seed spurting into her, and finding nowhere to go, squirting out from around the base of his monstrous cock. Almost unbelievably, Christina rocked with a violent orgasm from the sensation. The slick cock above her pulled out of the old cunt and began to dribble, then squirt cum onto Christina's face, and she surprised and shamed herself by attempting to catch it in her mouth. He put it into her mouth and she began to suck on it, tasting his cum mixed with the now familiar tang of the old cunt. Devlin pulled his meat from her sex and it was quickly replaced by another cock, but she almost laughed as it felt like a little person's cock after King Kong. He fucked her for minutes before her pussy contracted enough to really feel him. The cunt left her face, replaced by Devlin himself, who allowed her to suck hungrily on the head of his massive meat. Christina lost count of the cocks that coated her insides with their seed, but knew that more than one had returned to use her again. When the first pair of female lips descended on her tortured sex she stopped sucking on Devlin and tangled both hands in the woman's hair. "Aha, you've ne'er had a girly on you afore then!" Devlin roared, and a crowd gathered to watch her. The girl licked across her tender labia, swirled on her clit, then down to lap the accumulated cum of nine men from inside her. Her head swam, and she crossed her legs behind the girl's head, moaning and crying out as the expert tongue brought her indescribable pleasure. The crowd cheered as she came, and cheered again and again as more orgasms swept through her. Daniel clapped his hands together sharply. "Ladies, it looks as though we've found a way to truly thank our guest of honor. Line up please." And they did. One after another, all nine of the remaining ladies took their turn licking and sucking on Christina's sex, the crowd roaring and applauding each orgasm. "And now," Daniel called to the room, "as a good master should, it is time to see to my servants." He clapped his hands and the old butler, the maid, and the two serving men walked in. "Now, you two," Daniel said, pointing at the serving men, "you two don't enjoy women, so I give you over to those who will appreciate your gifts. But you two," he indicated the maid and butler, "well, have your pleasure." The two climbed up onto the seat and sat back to back on Christina's chest. The old man pulled a gnarled old cock from his fly and leaned forward. He grabbed Christina's hair and pulled her face up onto his cock, where she sucked and licked as though her life depended on it. The maid buried her face in Christina's sex with fervor, and she licked and sucked while she pressed her face hard into the tender folds. After little more than a minute, a weak stream of semen dribbled out of the old cock into her waiting mouth. It was bitter and weak, but she found she enjoyed the taste. "Thank you, bless you, Miss," he said as he hobbled down. The maid moved back as the butler left and pressed her hair-covered cunt down hard on Christina's mouth. The odor of fish was strong, and the taste wasn't pleasant, but Christina pushed her finger into the maid's ass and cunt as she licked and sucked. The maid forced three fingers into Christina, then four. She fucked her roughly with her fingers before finally pulling them free, made a fist, and jammed that inside Christina's sex, all the while sucking on her oversensitive clit. Apparently having had enough of that, the maid sat up straight and bore down with all of her weight, pressing her heavily furred cunt into Christina's face. Within minutes she let out a yowl and her cum flooded Christina's mouth. Christina gulped and choked and swallowed, but couldn't breathe with the maid's meat pressed against her mouth and nose. Christina opened her eyes and discovered she was alone, curled up on the velvet seat. The room was still filled with guests enjoying lustful pursuits upon each other. She watched distractedly as the elder who had taken her mouth forced his renewed prick into the ass of the younger man who had suckled on her. Their faces contorted, and she wondered if it was love, lust, or simply showing who was really "on top" that motivated them. She glanced around the room and found Daniel sitting in his chair watching the group, smoking a large cigar. He looked at her, and seeing she was awake, he snapped his fingers and pointed at the floor by his feet. Christina tried to stand but sprawled across the floor. She half crawled, half dragged herself to Daniel's feet and gazed up into his masked eyes. "You've sampled the fare at one of my parties, my love," he said soothingly. "But now is the time for you to make a choice." He gestured to include the entire room and continued, "You may stay here with us, and enjoy our parties until the end of time, or you may return to your life. Make your decision carefully." Christina's head buzzed and her body felt hot. She thought about the amazing sensations she had discovered, the clothes, the food, and carnal joy. Then she thought about college, her job at the pizza bar, her boyfriend Jay. "I'd love to stay with you, my love," Christina began haltingly, and then thought about her trip home, seeing her Mom and Dad and her little sister. "But I can't. I have to go back," Tina said. Daniel passed his hand before her eyes. Tina woke, huddled on the porch of the mansion. Her jeans and t-shirt were still wet and caked with mud. She sat up and looked at the door in the early morning light. They were battered and old, and the huge brass knockers were gone. She stumbled down the creaky steps to the driveway and looked up at the house, but it seemed to be only two stories tall, having been gutted by fire many years before. Confused, Tina stumbled down the driveway to the giant gates, wide open and covered in rust. Out by the street was her car, battered and covered in mud. She ran to it and got inside, and finding the keys still in the ignition, she started it without a problem. Tina buckled her seatbelt and put the car in drive, and as she glanced into the rearview mirror she saw it. Dangling from the mirror was her cameo. She took it down and fastened it around her neck. As she started to pull away she glanced in the mirror again and behind her saw the mansion, and the figure of Daniel in a fourth floor window, waving to her. She looked over her shoulder, but there were only ruins. Tina, no, Christina Strong drove home to visit her family and live her life.